Machine Wars : Full Metal Storm

Luo Yan walked into Arena No. 3, and a huge wave of sound suddenly came in, penetrated into his ears, and vibrated his eardrums.

There were so many people in the venue, and even though it was not overwhelming, Luo Yan walked to the registration office. In just a short distance, he felt like he was rushing in the middle of thousands of troops.

It was finally squeezed out.

He was about to greet the student in charge of registration.

But the girl shouted: "Luo Yan!"

Luo Yan was startled. He searched his mind first to make sure he didn't recognize the girl in front of him, let alone offended her, and then nodded: "I am."

The girl jumped up: "I know you are."

"I'm your fan."

"I watched all the videos about you at the Great Games, and I watched them more than ten times."

"I like the battle where you used [Destroy the City] the most."

"By the way, can I take a photo with you?"

Luo Yan didn't expect it to be like this.

He said calmly: "Okay."

You won't lose a piece of meat if you take a photo together.

Luo Yan is not so unkind.

The girl had already ran over, picked up the selfie stick, and turned the camera on herself and Luo Yan, making a sly gesture.

Click click click.

Took several photos.

The girl just gave up.

"You came to register."

"Are you playing at this venue?"

"That's great, I'll go and cheer you up later."

"I'll register you first."

"Yeah, your game is about to begin."

"Hurry up and get ready over there in the arena."

Near the arena.

A teacher acting as a referee came out and glanced at Luo Yan, who had just arrived, and the other students participating in the sword discussion.

The teacher coughed dryly and said, "The students I will call later will please come on stage to compete."

"Rules of the game

It’s very simple.”

"Surrender, lose consciousness, fall to the ground for 10 seconds, or go out of bounds will all be considered negative."

"In addition, due to the limited space and large audience, the use of 'unknown skills' is not allowed."

"It is not allowed to use techniques above the 'advanced level'."

"The use of 'magic weapon' level weapons is not allowed."

Each and every one of them was ‘not allowed’, which made Luo Yan feel like they were coming for him.

There were students nearby who whispered.

"Is the referee serious?"

"I can understand not being allowed to use 'special skills'."

"What the hell is it that you are not allowed to use techniques above the 'Advanced Realm'? Is it possible that there are Tongxuan Realm participants?"

"Why not? Qin Feng from Tiannan College, I heard that he broke into Tongxuan not long ago."

"Why do you come to participate in the competition when you are already in the Xuanxuan realm? The big guys can just take out all the meat and just leave some soup for us."

At this time, the referee glared at the students who were whispering.

They were immediately shocked and shut their mouths.

"Okay, let's start the first group of confrontations."

"The first group of students to confront."

"They are Luo Yan from Baizhan Academy."

"And Xi Ying from Lingchuan College."

"Both parties please come to the stage."

The referee just finished speaking.

There were soft cheers from the crowd.

"Luo Yan, the warrior of hundreds of battles?"

"The one who almost single-handedly picked the entire Yujing Academy team at the big sports meeting?"

"Who else is Luo Yan besides him?"

"Is he here? Why didn't I see him?"

"They came early in the morning."

"You can't blame me for this. He is too low-key. I won't know until the referee tells me."

Luo Yan walked towards the referee and said, "Can I borrow a sword?"

The referee looked at his 'Dragon Elephant': "Magic weapon level?"

Luo Yan

He nodded.

Then he took off his coat and took off his 'Qingluan Armor'.

The referee’s brows jumped: “Is this also a ‘magic weapon level’?”

Luo Yan still nodded.

There was an uproar in the crowd.

"Magic-grade weapons and armor, what kind of big dog is this?"

"It's really annoying to compare people to each other. I worked hard to get one important weapon, but they just threw away two 'magic weapons'."

"Student Luo Yan's equipment is really luxurious. However, the referee just said that the use of 'magic weapon-level' weapons was not allowed, but he didn't mention the armor, right?"

The referee also said at this time: "The armor is not within the specified range."

"I know."

Luo Yan took an ordinary long sword handed over by the staff and walked onto the ring without explaining anything.

The way the teacher looked at Luo Yan changed a little.

"Don't you want to take advantage of the divine weapon-level equipment?"

"With such a character, it's no wonder that you can reach this point."

Over at Lingchuan College, a boy named Xi Ying was short and stocky, with chest muscles as thick as rocks.

He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a pair of finger tigers, looked at Luo Yan and said.

"Classmate Luo Yan, I hope you can do your best."

Luo Yan nodded.

But I said in my heart: I will try my best.

Due to the rules of the game.

He couldn't possibly use all his strength.

You can only use your full strength within the bounds.

Then the referee said "start".

Luo Yan then stabbed him with his sword.

The sword is like a shooting star.

The audience below the ring only saw a flash of cold light on the stage.

The next second.

Xi Ying's fist had already collided with the tip of Luo Yan's sword.

There was a clanging sound, and sparks were produced from the collision between the fist edge and the sword tip.

Take a closer look.

You will find that Xi Ying's fist has become like granite, gray and plain, but showing hardness.

meaning.

Shen Zang, Gangyan body!

After resisting Luo Yan's sword edge, Xi Ying raised his leg and kicked. Luo Yan's figure dodged and he had already distanced himself.

Then the long sword pointed at the ground.

Wisps of golden light rose.

The 'Fire Sun Clothes' were draped over Luo Yan's body silently.

The entire venue suddenly became very hot, as if a sun had emerged from the venue.

The atmosphere of Dzogchen in "The Flame Sutra" spread and boiled throughout the venue!

Beads of sweat appeared on Xi Ying's forehead.

"So strong. Is it so scary for classmate Luo Yan to use all his strength?"

"Don't be afraid, Xi Ying."

"Face him!"

"Fight him!"

He roared loudly and spontaneously exploded his energy, and a stone turtle phantom appeared around him. Xi Ying's aura immediately had a solid connotation, like an unshakable mountain.

After exploding his Yuan Power, Xi Ying took the initiative and went straight to Luo Yan, fighting with Luo Yan in the blink of an eye.

Below the arena.

Zhang Tianyi held the long knife with a solemn look in his eyes.

At this time, someone behind him coughed twice. He turned around and saw that it was senior Que Tianji and classmate Liu Wangyue who were here.

"Have you finished the game?" Zhang Tianyi asked casually.

A smile appeared on Liu Wangyue's delicate face: "How could that be possible?"

"Not so fast."

"I heard that Xi Ying went to Luo Yan, so I came over to take a look."

"Hey, that annoying guy is here too."

Zhang Tianyi followed his line of sight and saw Lian Hengshan appearing on the other side of the ring.

At this time, Que Tianji coughed twice and said, "Student Luo Yan is stronger than he was at the big sports meeting."

"No wonder he dared to ask Lian Hengshan if he dared to take a blow from him that day."

Zhang Tianyi's eyes returned to the ring and he nodded.

"He's really strong."

"However, Xi Ying may not

No chance."

"He is only two levels lower than Luo Yan."

Que Tianji shook his head and said, "The gap between them is far more than just two levels."